| Thrown out from a party because I was too loud
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| Touching tits, throwing up and falling all around
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| I wasn’t really welcome, so I punched the host
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| Insulted all the other until they broke my nose
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| Too drunk to feel my bleeding nose I leaned against the church
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| I though: «the wine they store here surely would be nice to ease my thirst»
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| Said and done, I smashed a window by falling through the glass
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| Suddenly I was inside and I almost broke my ass
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| Saturday night, my tounge is too dry
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| Becoming sober now isn’t normal for a men
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| Saturday’s not over, not meant to get sober
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| But with some wine I can be myself again
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| At last I found the bottles, every inch of me screamed «Thirst»
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| I drank and drank until I dropped, I was about to burst
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| The liquid has repaired me, all injuries was cured
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| I’m gonna cause some damage here, let’s hope they’re not insured
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| My stomach felt explosive, I pulled my trowsers down
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| I laughed and shit a long one upon the priest’s gown
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| The bible comes in handy when it’s time to wipe
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| Then I push the shitty paper down the organ pipes, ha ha!
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| On the Sunday meeting, when the organist shall play
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| You’ll cover your noses to avoid the stench and run away
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| And when you come to babtise your ugly little daughter
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| You’ll find my vomits floating in the holy water, ha ha ha ha ha!!! |